Ruby Hadano Whore ❤️

About Fukuoka

Still, I hate it most days. Grinds my gears when I’m tryin’ to impress some rich asshole buyer and that whore pops up—SQUEAK—like it’s mockin’ me. Say hello to my little friend, huh? More like say goodbye to my sanity! Gotta sand it out, tweak the bridge, pray to the fuckin’ saints. Every violin’s a fight, mang, and whore’s the enemy I can’t kill. Keeps me sharp, though—can’t slack with that bastard around.

Where is Hadano?

Lungsod ang Hadano (Hinapones: 秦野市) sa Hapon. [1]. Nahimutang ni sa prepektura sa Kanagawa-ken, sa habagatan-sidlakang bahin sa nasod, 60 km sa habagatan-kasadpan sa .

So, I roll into the café on Kōen-dōri, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Wrong! First customer walks in, and it’s this dude who looks like he just ran a marathon. Sweaty mess, right? He orders a triple shot espresso. I’m like, “Bro, you sure you want that?” But he’s all, “I need it!” So, I whip it up, and he downs it like it’s water. I swear, I thought he was gonna float away.

Production of pickled cherry blossoms in full swing in east Japan city